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Victor Rodriguez.

Forget it!

It was a really sunny day, a really hot day for the winter season, this day, unlike other days was not typical, first of all because there were birds in the Sky, very rare in winter I thought, it was a very good day for a morning walk. It is 8 am in the morning, vacation time, I walked out of the house and I noticed my car was not parked where I parked it the night before, I didn’t give it importance, it has happened before, my roommate Mike likes to play those kind of jokes when he is bored. I decided to go as planned, went for the morning walk at the park 3 blocks away from the house, there was so much life there, kids running, riding bikes, playing in the sand box and dogs running around.

When I got home after the walk, I woke my roommate and asked where he had parked my car;-Ok Mike, where did you park my car this time? – I asked when I entered his room -What are you talking about man? – Mike said -My car! Where did you park it? – I asked again -Ok, its like 9 in the morning, I don’t know where your car is, I don’t drive it, remember? You do- he replied to me, this time a little angry.

He turn around and pretended to be sleeping again, I really got angry and kick his bed until I regain his attention, - tell me where my car and my car keys are – I said shouting, - Man, as I already told you, I don’t know where the hell your car or your keys are, maybe you didn’t park it where you usually do- Mike said to me, but this time it sound like he was really trying to help me. I slammed the door as I walk out of his room, I couldn’t believe that he wouldn’t tell me where my car keys were, where he parked my car. That was just passing the line.

As I was on vacations, I went for a shower to cool off, and back to bed, then Mike came to wake me up –hey man, seriously I didn’t move your car, I don’t have your keys- he said. –Well man, there’s a guard at the entrance of the house area- I said to him in an ironic tone, the house was in a closed neighborhood. –And he didn’t see it going out, so I could not have been stolen- I replied to my Mike, -well maybe you didn’t bring it back last night, maybe you left it somewhere else weren’t you at your brothers´ last night? – Mike asked intrigued, -yeah I had dinner at his place last night, but….- I couldn’t remember driving home, and it is very strange because I was pretty sure I didn’t drink a drop of alcohol the night before, so I decided to give my brother a call, -Hey Jeff, how are you doing? – I asked to my older brother -Hey little brother, how is it going? – He said –listen, I was wondering, did I leave my car at your house last night? - -Yes little brother, I asked if I could borrow your car for today and you say it was ok- we hung out the phone, then that’s when I realized that I had Alzheimer.

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